Wednesday, December 7, 2011

#9. Devoid

A poem that i wrote for one of my classes...


Devoid
A supernova explosion of misapprehensions
puts a thousand light years between us.
Lined with stardust, searching for a map;
there's treasure to be found.
Hindered by trembling fingers, unshed tears
I run.

The first promise of unconditional passion -
separated by a thousand last ones of failed compromises,
a longing to see my face
in your eyes, carry me through
this labyrinth of uncleared feelings.
I walk.

I finally arrive.
With ameliorated perceptions, devout apologies.
Treasure found- your gentle smile so warm,
makes sunlight seem like a gust of gelid gale.
The search forgotten, your arms,
I sleep.